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Post by Illaria Ren on Apr 5, 2016 20:22:00 GMT -8
Then... I found you and realized that I was missing something, or rather someone, in my life. A career is good and all, but the emotions and comforting embrace of a significant other is something that I had never experienced before. You made me realize that there is more to life than duty and honor. |
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Post by Raine Bralor on Apr 5, 2016 20:23:37 GMT -8
*Raine's nerves finally got the better of her, and she started to shake as she was escorted into the office. The troopers made her come to a stop just inside the doorway. Raine gaze went from the man sitting behind the desk to the two Mandalorians sitting in front of him. Her eyes widened some at the sight of them. Curiosity pushed down some of the fear, but it wasn't enough to completely calm her. She reached up to wipe away what felt like tears trying to form, but found rubbing her eyes with stun cuffs a little difficult.*
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Post by Darth Rebellious on Apr 5, 2016 20:27:25 GMT -8
It will take some time to free up the shipyards of Yaga Minor, but once the necessary repairs are done to other ships, the administration will begin deploying workers and gathering resources needed to build the vessel. I ensured that it would be done as soon as possible though.With that all set up, Nicademus would turn off his console before looking at the ISB's Director.Tell me of the progress of the ISB, Rebellious. Is your department fully operational? |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2016 20:54:08 GMT -8
As negotiating tactics go, the one that Delvardus employs by placing the presentation of the Mando'ade's needs before making the First Order's bid is hardly original; though as a tactic need not be original to be effective, Faelan cannot help but admire the decision even as he finds it inconvenient to have been maneuvered into the somewhat unenviable position of being the first to show at least a part of his hand. As he is mentally debating what the Mando'ade's true needs are, and what he feels comfortable revealing of them, Delvardus is interrupted, affording Faelan, who sets the questions naturally arising from the presence of a Mandalorian child alone so far from Manda'yaim aside for the time being, a few more moments to ponder the matter than he might otherwise have had.
Faelan, not wanting the matter of the alleged young Mandalorian female to prove a tangent or distraction, nods after a cursory glance at the girl in question, and sounds indifferent as, when Delvardus says that it might be arranged for the child to be released into his custody, he says only, "That would be agreeable."
As Raicheal, who is not as hampered or bound by her current role as is her clansman since she is not an active participant in the negotiation process, offers the girl a reassuring smile when seeing her distress in hopes of calming her, Faelan addresses the question of what the Mando'ade need by, having little patience for games as a general rule, answering it in a straightforward fashion that, while it reveals the needs of the Mando'ade, does so without setting any upper limits on what the First Order might bid and so requires that Delvardus reveal where the First Order will set their opening bid, "Simply put, the Mando'ade need resources and materials for rebuilding or reinforcing our homeworld's defenses, and for strengthening our offensive and defensive capabilities, or credits sufficient to procure those resources and materials."
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Apr 5, 2016 21:48:32 GMT -8
Illaria took a moment to glance around before turning back to Nicademus. “Do you think anyone can see us up here?” There was a mischievous glint in her eyes and there was no doubting the meaning behind that look for it was easy to see that she had a wonderfully wicked idea. Perhaps, asking him whether he minded getting caught in the act was a more apt question to pose.
His eyes remained locked with hers as his fingers continued to stroke her soft pale cheek. The Imperial would smile lightly at her.You are right, Illaria. I do have a new duty and that involves you. That duty solely revolves around you and you alone. My father had a duty to love my mother and always be by her side... and now, I have a similar duty, to love and respect you. Not out of obligation, but because I want to. Because I love you.Immediately though, her tone had changed and it made even the Imperial grin at her question. He glances in one direction, then in the other. His suite was the highest point of the Imperial Strategic Command and the sentries tended to look outward from the fortress of Harnaidan, keeping an eye out for oncoming trouble while the main security within the facility, and outside on its grounds, did their duty by keeping the peace and tranquility of the capital district. He remained quiet for a moment before his eyes slowly return to Illaria, a grin flashing across his face.Whatever you have in mind, Lady Ren, you know what my answer will be. Its always gonna be positive and encouraging... especially when it comes to a beautiful lady such as the one who I am holding within my arms. The beautiful lady that my eyes are always locked upon.After revealing to the Supreme Commander the extent of the Imperial Security Bureau's progress, he waited for a reply. The pride induced smirk still remained. *Raine's nerves finally got the better of her, and she started to shake as she was escorted into the office. The troopers made her come to a stop just inside the doorway. Rainegaze went from the man sitting behind the desk to the two Mandalorians sitting in front of him. Her eyes widened some at the sight of them. Curiosity pushed down some of the fear, but it wasn't enough to completely calm her. She reached up to wipe away what felt like tears trying to form, but found rubbing her eyes with stun cuffs a little difficult.* "Simply put, the Mando'ade need resources and materials for rebuilding or reinforcing our homeworld's defenses, and for strengthening our offensive and defensive capabilities, or credits sufficient to procure those resources and materials."
The Imperial pondered for a moment, reflecting upon what could be offered to the Mandalorians. Imperial Civil Services would probably have to be drawn into this, ensuring the transportation of materials and other resources in order to bolster the Mandalorians. Muunilist was regaining its wealth, despite the attack by the previous group of Mandalorian mercenaries.At this current time, I can offer various exports from worlds under the control of the First Order. A few of our biggest exports are military supplies, metals and Starship drive units. We also possess a number of facilities that mine crystals, which among the deposits, there are crystals that can be used for blaster rifle and pistol production.It felt like a vague promise, but with the shipyards currently filled with ships being repaired, the First Order's primary industries dedicated to weapon production, and their soldiers drilling for battle, the Supreme Commander did not have much else to offer. However, thanks to previous nations that ruled these areas, there was plenty to give in the end.Other than that, with the dissolution of the IGBC, we can offer a loan in credits and perhaps some manpower to help with either jump starting your military or to help with manual labor. Perhaps even send a cadre of drilling personnel to help with training soldiers. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2016 22:38:02 GMT -8
For the first time in their discussions, Faelan allows his face to reveal his thoughts to a certain degree when - upon hearing the terms Delvardus is willing to offer, which despite the more likely than not necessarily somewhat vague details where solid numbers are concerned, seem fair enough to him to indicate that the Supreme Commander is not going to drag the negotiations out further than necessary by opening with less than reasonable terms - he nods with a satisfied expression before saying, "I will need to bring your offer to the Clan leaders, of course, but I am confident that they will find it acceptable."
Details such as time frames and hard numbers, Faelan believes, can be worked out when the time comes, and as Delvardus is likely to be a busy man disinclined to squander time with small talk now that they have reached an end to their discussion, he rises from his seat while asking, "Given the mistrust of the populace here on Muunilinst for the Mando'ade, how do you wish to communicate going forward?" That detail, Faelan knows, would be better finalized now so that there is no risk a return visit would be discovered and incite the unrest Delvardus had proclaimed were possible if the Muuns knew of their meeting now, or, should the Clans accept the First Order's offer, so that the Supreme Commander can inform the Mando'ade of such things as how they will be utilized in his campaigns.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Apr 6, 2016 20:40:52 GMT -8
"Given the mistrust of the populace here on Muunilinst for the Mando'ade, how do you wish to communicate going forward?" |
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Post by Illaria Ren on Apr 6, 2016 21:00:38 GMT -8
And upon conclusion of Nicademus’ words, Illaria’s grin grew twofold. “Have I told you recently how much I love you?” She chirped, her tone playful as she caught his hand at her cheek and pressed a kiss to his palm, her tongue darting out to run along the edge of his index finger before she playfully nips at the tip of it. Locking gazes with him, she searches his face for any sign of reaction as she releases his hand. Perhaps the Imperial should not have encouraged her quite as he did, for she did not believe he was prepared to handle what she was about to unleash. Turning and placing her back to him, the Shapeshifter leans against the railing of the balcony, tossing him a glance over her shoulder. Humming in approval, she makes it quite apparent she is looking him over. Once her gaze lazily makes it back up to his face, she flashes another smile before speaking. “Me against you right now. This is not a fair fight…” Chuckling, she bites her lip in contemplation before continuing. “I will try to be gentle, dear.” And with that, the Knight slowly strips the shimmersilk robe from her form, only revealing one shoulder at first as she narrows her gaze at the Supreme Commander. It is not long before the robe has been discarded to the ground and Illaria finds herself shoved up against the railing with Nicademus’ hands firmly gripping her hips.
Later, her eyes go wide as she notices a sentry patrolling just below where they are situated on the balcony. Illaria looks over her shoulder at Nicademus, a wicked grin plastering his face as he holds a finger to his lips. It is now, when making a noise would get them caught, that she struggles the most to be quiet. A small squeak escapes past her lips, causing Nicademus to place his hand firmly over her mouth. She expects him to still his movements in effort to keep her quiet, but of course, he does not. In moments like this, when she thinks he is not even trying, it seems he is most successful in provoking a reaction from her. It is then, she concludes, he is chasing the thrill of them getting caught with the slow, languid movement of his hips against hers. Two could play this game.
There have been many firsts for Illaria over the course of the past year, ever since she let Nicademus into her heart. Since he let her into his space, his bed. It is a first that Illaria has allowed herself to show weakness in the presence of others, to show need and desire. It is a first this evening that the Shapeshifter finds she is able to sleep peacefully and awaken refreshed – that she finds she anticipates the pillow talk she knows will take place in the morning. Just now, the Supreme Commander is lying on his back beside her as she is curled up beneath his arm, watching him sleep. The sheets are tangled and tossed about – the bed is a mess, but Nicademus is not. His face is bereft of the lines of stress and worry, gone is the tension by her hand. Absent the burden she knows the Imperial carries in the light of day, he appears so relaxed and peaceful now. It has been quite some time since he has appeared so at ease, she thinks, and she does not want to wake him for it may shatter her dream that they could ever find comfort in one another and a life free of endless obligations.
So instead, Illaria rests her cheek against his chest, sighing as she listens to his heart beat an echo of her own – knowing her resolve is defeated when it comes to this man. That too, is a first. If this was the way things were going to be from now on, Illaria finally decided that she could get used to it real fast. Even the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath her was comforting. She relaxes with an ease that the galaxy craves to grasp, but never quite seems to capture. With a half-smile, she begins to retreat back to her side of the bed, so that Nicademus does not catch her watching him sleep and make some remark about how soft she has gone since he first threw her into his bed. Caring about that also, is a first.
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Post by Darth Rebellious on Apr 7, 2016 16:13:33 GMT -8
Darth Rebellious listened as Nicademus briefly explained his reasoning for personally sending the three individuals that now served the ISB and his beliefs in their capabilities. The Imperial never ceased to intrigue him. For a man without the ability to touch the Force, the Supreme Commander always displayed a degree of insight far beyond what the Dark Lord expected of him. With his prideful smirk still etched across his face, the Director replied."I figured you had your reasoning for sending them my way, and your assumptions have been correct so far. They are serving the ISB well. It appears that you have a very keen eye for spotting potential, Supreme Commander."His statement wasn't an attempt at flattery, but rather a fact that the Sith had observed on numerous occasions. The Supreme Commander was good at putting people where they needed to be, which probably helped him be the leader that he was.
A moment later, Nicademus queued a holomap showing the sectors which fell under the umbrella of the First Order. From the Imperial Sector int the reaches of the Unknown Regions, it all fell under their banner. It didn't catch the Darth by surprise when the Imperial spoke of expansion and having a task for the Imperial Security Bureau that would prove vital to that end. He knew that they would play an integral part in gaining territory, as one always needed to know what he was up against when it came down to annexing worlds. Without hesitation Rebellious replied."Our eyes and ears are at your disposal whenever you need them. Inform me of the target when the time comes and I will send a reconnaissance team to scope it out for you."
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Apr 7, 2016 18:02:51 GMT -8
So instead, Illaria rests her cheek against his chest, sighing as she listens to his heart beat an echo of her own – knowing her resolve is defeated when it comes to this man. That too, is a first. If this was the way things were going to be from now on, Illaria finally decided that she could get used to it real fast. Even the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath her was comforting. She relaxes with an ease that the galaxy craves to grasp, but never quite seems to capture. With a half-smile, she begins to retreat back to her side of the bed, so that Nicademus does not catch her watching him sleep and make some remark about how soft she has gone since he first threw her into his bed. Caring about that also, is a first. =Several Months Later= Ever since the transformation of his relationship with Illaria, their nights together had become far more frequent. Sure, the couple went their separate ways after every morning in order to fulfill their duties, but every evening, Nicademus would finish his work to see Illaria walking into his office. The Supreme Commander didn't even try to attempt to hide this interaction; after all, his brother suspected something so surely Azria knew by now with some of the senior staff. Despite this, Nicademus showed no regrets nor hesitation, it was good to be a little more open with his relationship with Illaria.
After another night of passion and by the time Illaria would have awaken, she would notice that her Imperial lover had long been awake before her that morning. Yet something seemed off when she woke up, for Nicademus had a rather serious look upon his face, a look that stared blankly at the wall nearby. His eyes revealed that they were deep in thought and his posture seemed relaxed, but minor details showed slight bits of tension. Next to him was a console upon a small desk, a series of information not noticeable by her eye from where she was positioned on the bed, but whatever it was, it was most likely important.
A couple hours earlier, Nicademus awoke to a transmission coming into his comlink. Initial reports flooded his communicator that detailed some much needed intel that the Imperial desired; the military committee arranging an operation, codenamed Operation Flashpoint Strike, had given details that gave them a greenlight to go. The committee had been formed shortly after the Unknown Region campaigns went underway; developing warships, drawing up new battalions of soldiers and constructing full armored divisions for a massive military campaign. Despite its magnitude, much of its development was kept secret save the highest ranking personnel and the Supreme Commander himself. These actions were labelled as military redeployment to the border of the Unknown Region and Imperial Space as well as redeployments along the Imperial Sector's inner systems. Yet it was all fake in the end, in case preying eyes that were unwanted found anything. The true intention was shuffling immense amount of supplies, soldiers, ships and armor towards the Imperial Sector's eastern border, mainly in direction of Dantooine, a Jedi outpost. After months of planning, Operation Flashpoint Strike was given the greenlight that morning. By now, the Supreme Commander suspected, advance elements were about to deploy for Dantooine.
He hears a soft shuffling noise, making the Imperial draw himself out of his thoughts and look over at Illaria as she rose from their bed. A soft smile crosses his lips, attempting to hide the seriousness that the Shapeshifter had noticed only seconds ago. The Imperial rose and began to move towards the Lady Ren.Did you sleep well, my dear?"Our eyes and ears are at your disposal whenever you need them. Inform me of the target when the time comes and I will send a reconnaissance team to scope it out for you." |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2016 18:21:02 GMT -8
Given that these are important dealings between my faction and the Clans of Mandalore, it would be best to communicate not only through holo-transmission, but also in person . . .Agamar is a world on the very edge of the Imperial Sector, situated just within its border. Its position is situated on a hyperlane juncture, in which four lanes converge within Imperial Space; three of which extend outward from the sector while the fourth continues deeper towards our more peripheral outpost worlds. The distance is exactly a halfway point between our two capitals. Would this be agreeable? |
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Apr 7, 2016 19:01:53 GMT -8
"You may wish to choose another world after I share what I am about to tell you. The Mando'ade are actually considering acquiring Agamar, and have already sent a scouting expedition to the world to determine what defensive forces are in place. The Clans have not yet finalized their decision, but as with the agreement we have struck here, I feel confident that they will ultimately vote in favor of the proposition." |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2016 1:54:44 GMT -8
While Faelan appears to take another moment to consider the offer that Delvardus presents, in truth he has all but made up his mind to accept it upon hearing it for it was Faelan that initially presented the idea of taking Agamar to the Mando'ade, and he believes that with the First Order offering to aid them in the taking of the world, the Clan leaders would be foolish to pass up the opportunity to expand. The joint venture will also, Faelan believes, afford the First Order an opportunity to see the Mando'ade in action prior to utilizing them in its own campaigns, meaning that the effort has some benefit for Delvardus as well, in addition to the bonds that undertaking the endeavor will forge between the First Order and the Mando'ade.
Nodding decisively after considering the matter completely and finding his thoughts unchanged, Faelan says, "That does indeed sweeten the deal, Supreme Commander, and I personally believe the Clans would be short-sighted not to seize the opportunity it presents the Mando'ade. The First Order's assistance, Faelan believes, may even enable the Mando'ade to move on their plans more swiftly than they might if acting alone, as the combined might of their forces makes a victory even more assured. Voicing his personal beliefs to some degree, Faelan adds, I believe we have a chance to forge a fruitful relationship between the First Order and the Mando'ade, Supreme Commander, one that will strengthen both, and I hope that the Clans will feel the same, and that they answer affirmatively swiftly so that both the First Order and the Mando'ade can begin reaping the benefits of that relationship."
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Apr 8, 2016 19:45:31 GMT -8
Nodding decisively after considering the matter completely and finding his thoughts unchanged, Faelan says, "That does indeed sweeten the deal, Supreme Commander, and I personally believe the Clans would be short-sighted not to seize the opportunity it presents the Mando'ade. The First Order's assistance, Faelan believes, may even enable the Mando'ade to move on their plans more swiftly than they might if acting alone, as the combined might of their forces makes a victory even more assured. Voicing his personal beliefs to some degree, Faelan adds, I believe we have a chance to forge a fruitful relationship between the First Order and the Mando'ade, Supreme Commander, one that will strengthen both, and I hope that the Clans will feel the same, and that they answer affirmatively swiftly so that both the First Order and the Mando'ade can begin reaping the benefits of that relationship." *Raine's nerves finally got the better of her, and she started to shake as she was escorted into the office. The troopers made her come to a stop just inside the doorway. Raine gaze went from the man sitting behind the desk to the two Mandalorians sitting in front of him. Her eyes widened some at the sight of them. Curiosity pushed down some of the fear, but it wasn't enough to completely calm her. She reached up to wipe away what felt like tears trying to form, but found rubbing her eyes with stun cuffs a little difficult.*
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Post by Darth Rebellious on Apr 10, 2016 18:31:52 GMT -8
Nicademus keyed the holodisplay, revealing the planet of Taris. Taris was a world situated not far from Imperial Space, but closer to where the Mandalorian home systems were. It was a strategic position within this region of the Outer Rim as the planet sat upon a major juncture for hyperspace lanes; namely the Mandalorian Road and Hydian Way. Its importance became relevant during the Mandalorian Wars when the Republic tried to use the planet's position to halt or, at least, blunt the Mandalorian Crusader's offensive. Once more, this urban planet would play a vital role in the years to come.I need you to scout out this planet and find out if anyone controls it. I need intel on its resources, leadership, defenses and anything of vital importance to the First Order. War is coming, Rebellious, and Taris will be a strategic point for our fleets from which they strike up and down the Hydian Way. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2016 5:21:03 GMT -8
Then consider this phase of the negotiations at a close, Faelan of Mandalore. I suspect you have much to speak with your fellow kin back at your homeworld and I trust that you will advocate the interests of the First Order and the potential rewards that can be reaped from our militaristic economy and strong industry. If a deal is struck, send word via holo-transmission and I will send a fleet and Stormtroopers to aid in taking control of Agamar in our joint military venture.The Imperial then gestures to the Stormtroopers that held Raine Ordo captive. Both let go of her arms after bringing the girl to Faelan and his companion. With another gesture of his hand, the Stormtroopers departed the room silently.Take her with you. She is a child so I will drop any charges against her given her recent activity on my planet.
Faelan nods when Delvardus declares that their negotiations have reached a conclusion, one that Faelan believes is more than satisfactory to both parties involved, and confirms, "I will send a holo-transmission as soon as the Clans reach a decision, Supreme Commander." Faelan hopes that it will not take long for the Mando'ade to see the benefits of agreeing to accept the bid the First Order has made, and that the Clan leaders will not take long to reach a decision.
Inclining his head respectfully after Delvardus releases the Mandalorian girl that had been brought into his office earlier into his custody, Faelan says, "That is greatly appreciated, Supreme Commander, and then motions for Raicheal to take the girl in hand as he says to Delvardus, Until next we meet, by way of farewell. Come," he says brusquely to the girl as he turns to make his way from the office and then back to his ship.
Less brusquely than her clansman, Raicheal rests a hand reassuringly on Raine's shoulder as she gently urges her to follow along with her and Faelan, saying quietly, "Come along now, and then nods a farewell to Nicademus before following after Faelan. Once they are outside of the office and on their way to their ship, Raicheal asks the girl, Tion gar gai, ad'ika?" * * What is your name, little one? |
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Post by Raine Bralor on Apr 12, 2016 21:08:03 GMT -8
*Raine's heart skipped a beat when she realized that she was really leaving with other Mandalorians. As she was escorted out of the room, she heard the leader of the group ask her name.*
"Cui* Raine Ordo."
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Post by Thrakk Valinor on Apr 13, 2016 18:34:14 GMT -8
*Though his hood hid his face, Thrakks burning eyes could still be seen. Paying no attention to anything other then Nicademus he speaks*
" At least you have far more perception then your underlings Supreme Commander "
* The words leave Thrakk like ice, an unprecedented darkness can be felt from him. So strong that even someone not attuned to the force would feel an unnatural presence about them. Knowing that the guise had ran its course, Thrakk takes a step forward, his black robe parting slightly to reveal one of his black and silver hilts at his hip. Lowering his hood, Thrakk allows a slight grin to cross his face as he looks at Nicademus*
" We both know you would not have allowed me here willingly Nicademus...."
Interaction taking place now several months prior to current timeline
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Post by Harnan Ren on Apr 20, 2016 5:26:51 GMT -8
Some point prior to the Assault of Dantooine
Harnan had made sure that Illaria was well and truly out of the way, dealing with some task or another, when he made his way to the office of Nicademus. The hulking Knight of Ren was clad only in his armour and robes as he approached the office. He had left his weapons and shield in his quarters, quite certain he would not need any of it. His task was a simple one, and bringing weapons would merely cause security to become all the more difficult to deal with. Not that they would have posed much of a problem for Harnan. But the Knight of Ren had a feeling that Nicademus would not appreciate having to replace his guards yet again. And such a disruption would merely draw undue attention to this matter, something he did not want to happen.
As it was, this whole situation had gotten well out of hand, and he was forced to play catch up. His feelings for the Lady Ren had caused him to alienate her, whilst her feelings for Nicademus were seen as a strategic advantage by their Master. Why the Master of the Knights of Ren had such an interest in Nicademus, Harnan was not sure. The Supreme Commander, as he so titled himself, certainly had amibition and a desire for control. But so did a dozen other people throughout the galaxy. As far as Harnan was concerned, Nicademus had merely found himself the benefactor of being in the right place at the right time. Chance had placed the man where he was, and as far as Harnan was concerned, chance could just as soon remove him from it. If he had his way, Harnan would be more than happy to help such an inevitable outcome along.
But he knew such actions would only widen the rift between him and Illaria, and cause her more pain than what he could ever hope to fix. No, he had to stay his blade, not only because of Illaria, but because of what he knew the Master would do to her. As bad as things were between the pair, he still cared for her and had put her in enough jeopardy. Returning his thoughts to the present, Harnan noticed the pair of stormtroopers that stood guard flinch slightly as he walked straight towards the doors. He had made no appointment with Nicademus, preferring instead to wait until the man was most relaxed and not meant to be interrupted to make his visit. He didn't slow down once as he strode up to the doors, gathering a small amount of the force to him before pushing the doors wide open with a rather loud thud
We need to talk.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Apr 20, 2016 17:40:38 GMT -8
*Though his hood hid his face, Thrakks burning eyes could still be seen. Paying no attention to anything other then Nicademus he speaks*" At least you have far more perception then your underlings Supreme Commander "* The words leave Thrakk like ice, an unprecedented darkness can be felt from him. So strong that even someone not attuned to the force would feel an unnatural presence about them. Knowing that the guise had ran its course, Thrakk takes a step forward, his black robe parting slightly to reveal one of his black and silver hilts at his hip. Lowering his hood, Thrakk allows a slight grin to cross his face as he looks at Nicademus* " We both know you would not have allowed me here willingly Nicademus...." Some point prior to the Assault of DantooineWe need to talk. |
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